"And these cute little things. Just thinking about it is exciting." Chen Gong held a bag filled with snakes and scorpions.
"These things can disrupt the enemy as long as there's chaos within them. Then, we set fire to their provisions, and our army will have hope." Fortunately, Tang Wanwan had people extract much of the scorpions' venom. Even if someone got hurt, it would only cause temporary unconsciousness without threatening life.
"A Wan, we all listen to you. Whatever you say, we'll do." Tang Wei stood on the large ship, full of heroic spirit, feeling as stable as sitting at home, while white clouds drifted by, filling his heart with immense pride.
The imminent battle would be a fierce one, an experience he never had before, although he had imagined this scene countless times in his mind. But now he had achieved it; not only could he stand, but he could also wield a sword to bravely kill the enemy.
"Brother, how do you feel now? Aren't you happy?"
